Wednesday, September 07, 2005

|Les bons, les mals et les françcais.|

Les bons

I found out today that I did well enough on the placement test to place out of my level here and into a higher one, which means a greater selection of courses that I can take, some of which might even qualify for my major (should I decide to up the ante from concentration to major).

Les mals

I found out that I scored a 7 out of 20 on the university placement test which means that I will not be taking courses at Diderot, which is a shame because that would be cool to put on my resume and it would help me to meet French people. But hopefully I'll find some non-Reid Hall related things to do which will help me to get out there.

I had this plan, you know, Septimus.fr. Only, it isn't so much working out. Like, I live right by school, so I go home to eat or shower or take an LSAT practice test, meanwhile all of the kids who don't live by school have just hung out at school all day and maybe gone for lunch and a glass of wine together. It's only today that I realized that's what they've been doing and why I still know no one. Plus, the program is like almost all well-off kids who've spent summer after summer in France and moved into their apartments weeks ago and have oodles of money to spend and already speak French well from having been here so many times OR really cute gaies who seem to want nothing to do with me.

Les français

Septimus: "I'm going to rue D."
Cabbie: "Rue D.?"
Septimus (gets out Paris Pratique): "Yes, see, rue D."
Cabbie: "You mean rue D."
Septimus' head: "Isn't that what I said? Does it sound just that different?"
Septimus: "Yes."
Cabbie: "But it's right down there."
Septimus: "Yes, but my bags are heavy."
Cabbie: "But it's right down there and around that corner."
Septimus: "Yes, I understand. I have the map. But my bags are heavy."
Cabbie: "Fine." Followed by cursing.
Septimus' Head: "What the fuck? Freaking take my Parker Brothers Issue Toilet Tissue you think is money and get me to my new home, dammit."




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